The Crazy Male Lead is Actually My Obedient Disciple from Another World

Yan Muhuai's body was stolen by a transmigrator, and he was forced to transmigrate to another world.

During his cultivation, he picked up an obedient disciple, and they relied on each oth...

Chapter 8: The Evil Spiritshuhaige.net

Before Yan Tangxue left, she told them that there was no need to hold a memorial service for her, and that they could just cremate her body and bury it in the cemetery.

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Huaicheng Mayor Chen Xiao dragged his slightly fat body to open the car door for Rong Jin.

The scorching sun could not dispel the coldness around Rong Jin.

"Mr. Rong, this area is the designated villa area for Huaicheng residents... Hmm? Is that family holding a funeral? How about we go in another direction?" Chen Xiao had just begun to introduce this area when he saw a wreath placed at the gate of a villa not far ahead, and his face changed immediately.

Birth, aging, sickness and death are common to all people, but it is really unlucky for them to encounter them at this time.

"I heard it was a homicide case. The husband cheated on his wife and killed her with his mistress, and then dismembered her body. The news spread all over the city." Chen Xiao's secretary was still giving some scientific research at an inappropriate time.

Chen Xiao glared at him, "Who wants to hear this?" Then he put on a smile and made a "please" gesture to Rong Jin.

"Keep moving forward." Rong Jin walked around Chen Xiao and took the lead, with Ming Fei following closely behind.

Seeing that Rong Jin didn't care, Chen Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly followed.

The phone in his pocket kept vibrating, but he was busy receiving Rong Jin and didn't dare take it out to answer it.

Just as Rong Jin and his group passed by the small house, Yan Muhuai and Lin Ce, dressed in black, came out holding Yan Tangxue's urn and walked in the opposite direction from them.

Rong Jin, who had taken several steps, seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head to take a look.

Yan Muhuai's thin figure was already quite far away from him, but he strangely felt that the back was extremely familiar?